DIL KI BAAT

न किसी की आँख का नूर हूँ, न किसी के दिल का क़रार हूँ
जो किसी के काम न आ सके, मैं वो एक मुश्त-ए-ग़ुबार हूँ

न तो मैं किसी का हबीब हूँ, न तो मैं किसी का रक़ीब हूँ
जो बिगड़ गया वो नसीब हूँ, जो उजड़ गया वो दयार हूँ


मेरा रंग रूप बिगड़ गया, मेरा यार मुझसे बिछड़ गया
जो चमन ख़िज़ां से उजड़ गया, मैं उसी की फ़स्ल-ए-बहार हूँ


पए-फ़ातेहा कोई आये क्यूँ, कोई चार फूल चढ़ाये क्यूँ
कोई आ के शम्मा जलाये क्यूँ, मैं वो बेकसी का मज़ार हूँ

मैं कहाँ रहूँ मैं कहाँ बसूँ न यह मुझसे खुश न वोह मुझसे खुश

मैं ज़मीन की पीठ पे बोझ हूँ,मैं फलक के दिल का गुबार हूँ

 

न किसी की आँख का नूर हूँ, न किसी के दिल का क़रार हूँ
जो किसी के काम न आ सके, मैं वो एक मुश्त-ए-ग़ुबार हूँ

This ghazal was written by Bahadur Shah Zafar, the last Mughal Emperor when he was exiled to Rangoon, Burma after the 1857 Indian war of independence .He later died there.

LITTLE TALKS ABOUT LIFE (3):AN URBAN TRAGEDY

THE GREATEST HUMAN TRAGEDY OF MODERN URBAN MIDDLE CLASS INDIA ESP.YOUNG WOMEN,IS THIS-LACK OF PERCEPTION AND PERSPECTIVE .ADD INEXPERIENCE AND IGNORANCE TO IT AND TOP IT UP WITH SOCIAL TABOOS AND UNNATURAL ROLE DEFINITIONS AND THE RECEIPE FOR A DEPRESSED AND FRUSTRATED LIFE IS READY.

SAMPLE THIS-A WELL EDUCATED WOMAN READY TO EMBARK ON A SELF FULFILLING PROFESSIONAL LIFE AND ECONOMIC INDEPENDENCE IS SHOT DOWN MY THE GREAT INDIAN HOAX CALLED “TRADITIONAL MARRIAGE”-WITHOUT THE EMPOWERMENT OF MONEY,WITHOUT SELF ACTUALIZING LIFE OBJECTIVES,AND COMPLETE IGNORANCEABOUT CATACLYSMIC CHANGES THAT “MARRIAGE”CAN BRING.

IS IT ANY WONDER THAT THE MAXIMUM NUMBER OF DEPRESSION,SUPPRESSION AND EMOTIONAL REPRESSION CASES REPORTED TO CLINICAL PSYCHOLOGISTS ARE WOMEN OF URBAN INDIA?

TAKE TABOO AREAS FIRST.WOMEN CANNOT AND DO NOT AND IN SOME CASES REFUSE TO BE EDUCATED ABOUT-

1.WHY DO MEN MARRY?

2.THE GREATEST BEDROOM TRAGEDY-THE PHYSIOLOGY AND PSYCHOLOGY OF SEX(OH GOD!I CANT,I WONT)IS IT ANY WONDER THAT BEDROOMS ARE JUST PHYSICAL RELEASE CENTERS OF FRUSTRATED MALE LIBIDO WHERE WOMEN DREAD TO ENTER AND ARE PLACES TO ENDURE AT BEST FOR THEM?

GENDER NEUTRAL ISSUES-

3.THE MEANING AND PURPOSE OF HUMAN LIFE.

4.IF HAPPINESS IS THE GOAL-HOW DO WE ENSURE LASTING HAPPINESS?

5.THERE IS BUT ONE SLAVERY-ECONOMIC.HAVE WE WORKED HARD ENOUGH TO ESCAPE THAT?

6.NEED HIERARCHY OF HUMANS-NEED FOR SELF ACTUALIZATION BEING THE TOPMOST-WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO ACHIEVE IT?

7.WHAT IS THE ESSENCE OF HUMAN LIFE?

THIS IS NOT MERE PHILOSOPHY-ITS COMMON SENSE-ARE WE SO BUSY LIVING THAT WE DO NOT EVEN WANT TO KNOW HOW TO LIVE ?

CLUE AS TO WHERE TO LOOK FOR AN ANSWER:

"YOU CAN'T LOOK AFTER OTHERS,IF YOU DON'T LOOK AFTER YOURSELF."

"IF YOU DON'T LOOK AFTER YOURSELF,NOBODY ELSE WILL."

LITTLE TALKS ABOUT LIFE (2): VECTOR QUANTITIES

                                               “IF YOU DREAM,BELIEVE IN THEM.”

 

THERE IS A NEO PSYCHOLOGICAL SCOOL OF COUNSELLING EMERGING WHICH EMPHASIZES ON WHAT ARE NOW COMING TO BE REGARDED AS AXIOMS OF SATISFIED LIVING.SAMPLE THESE.

1.”KOI GAL NAHIN/KOI LOAD NAHIN”-IN PLAIN ENGLISH-EVERYTHING GOES MAAN.ITS OK.

2.DONT TAKE LIFE SERIOUSLY-TRANSLATION-TRIVIALIZE THINGS.

3.WHY WORRY?WHY QUESTION?WHY STAND OUT?WHY NOT “BLEND”?

YOU CAN ADD TO THIS LIST INDEFINITELY.

MY SIMPLE ANTITHETICAL PROPOSITION IS-ALL PROGRESS IS A RESULT OF DISSATISFACTION.TILL YOU REFUSE TO COMPROMISE AND BE A MASTER OF YOUR OWN FATE YOU WILL NOT REACH ANYWHERE.

THERE IS A GLARING ILLUSTRATION OF A YOUNG WOMAN PROFESSIONAL I KNOW.TREMENDOUS TALENT,GREAT APTITUDE,EXCEPTIONALLY HARDWORKING-BUT HURTLING TOWARDS A SETTLED MATRIMONY WITH AN UNKNOWN PERSON”CHOSEN”BY THE WISE MEN IN THE FAMILY.ALL THE WHILE RECOGNIZING THE DECADENT SOCIAL VALUES AND TRIVIALIZING OWN TALENT AND SAYING “I MAY BECOME VERY HAPPY TOO”.””I MAY BE ABLE TO WORK TOO”.   WE INDIANS HAVE A CHILD LIKE CAPACITY OF SELF DELUSION.WE ARE COMPULSIVE GAMBLERS-AND WE GAMBLE NOT WITH MONEY,BUT OUR LIVES.

 

CONSENTING TO A DESTINY CHOSEN FOR YOU BY SOCIETY IS THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL OF ALL HUMAN VALUES.AND THE FINAL IRONY IS THAT ALL THIS WHILE YOU KNOW IN YOUR HEART THAT YOUR DREAMS LIE ELSEWHERE.

FOR YOUNG, ASPIRING AND CAPABLE WOMEN IN PARTICULAR THE SURRENDER TO THE GREATEST INDIAN OBSESSION-“MARRIAGE”-IS PROBABLY ONE OF THE GREAT TRAGEDIES WHICH ARE NOT SPOKEN ABOUT.

BUT WHY WHINE?-WHEN WE CONSENT TO SUPREMACY OF VALUES WE NEITHER ENDORSE,NOR UNDERSTAND HOW CAN WE ESCAPE THE LOGICAL CONSEQUENCES THEREOF?WHY BEMOAN THE FATE WE CHOSE?

NEWTON’S THIRD LAW IS NOT JUST A LAW OF PHYSICS-IT IS A LESSON OF LIFE-“EVERY ACTION HAS AN EQUAL AND OPPOSITE REACTION”-JUST APPLY IT AND YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN.

AND MINDLESS PURSUIT OF A ROTE LEARNED PROFESSIONAL ROUTINE IS EQUALLY SELF DEFEATING.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?AND WHY?

BE A VECTOR QUANTITY,NOT A SCALAR ONE.

IT TAKES A TOLL ON YOUR PHYSICAL HEALTH TOO-PROFESSIONAL BURNOUTS AND MARITAL DISHARMONY ARE TOO WELL KNOWN.IF YOUR MIND SUFFERS ,YOUR BODIES WILL SUFFER TOO.

REMEMBER THE INEVITABILITY OF TIME.

LIFE WILL NOT ONLY ASK YOU SEARCHING QUSTIONS BUT DEMAND ANSWERS-AND YOU WILL BE LIKE A RABBIT CAUGHT IN BLINDING HEADLIGHTS.

LET ME COME BACK TO MY ORIGINAL PROPOSITION.YOU ARE HAVING A GOOD TIME BECAUSE SOMEONE SOMEWHERE DECIDED TO WORK ,DECIDED TO WORK WELL,AND PROBABLY HAD A GREAT TIME WORKING WELL.

LOOK AT YOUR CONVENIENCES AND UTILITIES THAT ARE A UNCONSCIOUS PART OF YOUR EXISTENCE-BUT INDISPENSABLE-INTERNET,CELL PHONE,SATTELLITE TELEVISION……..SOMEONE,SOMEWHERE IS WORKING-CONSTANTLY,RELENTLESSLY,SINGLE MINDEDLY,PURPOSEFULLY………

JUST THINK OF THE DAY THOSE SELF ACTUALIZERS CHOSE TO STOP……OR DO A BAD JOB……

NOT SO DIFFICULT TO IMAGINE-IF IT IS, READ “ATLAS SHRUGGED”BY AYN RAND.JOHN GALT AND THE”STRIKE”.

TO REVERSE A MODERN LIFE AXIOM-PARTY HARD-BUT WORK HARDER.

IF YOU HAVE THE VISION TO DREAM,HAVE THE COURAGE TO REALIZE THEM.

“AWAKE.ARISE.AND STOP NOT TILL THE GOAL IS REACHED”-NOT MY WORDS.THEY HAPPENED TO BE SPOKEN BY A GENTLEMAN YOU ALL PROBABLY KNOW.

HIS NAME WAS SWAMI VIVEKANANDA.

 

BAARISH

"बारिश" ने कहा कि कोशिश में कमी रह  गई, 

इसीलिए तुम्हारी आँखों में नमी रह गई

हाथ छूटा क्योंकि तुम्हारी ही  पकड कमजोर थी ,

वर्ना खुशियों कि तुम्हारी ही हाथोँ मेँ  डोर  थी

तो कुल मिलाकार  गल्ती  हमारी  ही  निकली,

थूकता हूँ अपने उपर कि कहाँ की  बात निकली

गम कि नुमायश करने का  यही  अँजाम है दोस्तोँ, 

यह धरोहर बड़ी अनमोल है दोस्तों

गम समझने को तैयार कौन कब है ,

ख़ुशी और हंसी के ही  साथी सब हैँ

तो मेरी तरह बेइज़्ज़त मत होना, 

आंसुओं को आँखों में ही पिरोना

बना के सबको अपना देख लेना, 

कहोगे मेरी तरह देख लेना

दिल की बातों को कहाँ कहा जाता  है, 

दर्द को बांटा नहीं सहा जाता  है

SHART BAS YEH HAI

उसने कहा घर जाकर जी भर के रो लेना

मैंने सुनी उसकी बात ,कहना है मुझे उस से

मंज़ूर है मुझे, बस शर्त यह है मेरे हमदम -

रोने के लिए मुझे अपने घर का पता चाहिए

खता करने को तैयार है हम

करने लायक जो हो वोह खता चाहिए

दिल तो क्या जान भी करेंगे उनके नाम

बस दीवानगी भरा सनम का इशारा चाहिए

तैरने को तूफ़ान में भी तैयार हैं हम

जहां ख्वाबों की ताबीर मिले वोह कनारा चाहिए

गुस्ताखियाँ जो अनजाने में हो गयीं

उनको ठीक करने का मौका दुबारा चाहिए

प्यार जूनून की हद्द से आगे करेंगे

सनम जो अब हो हमारा चाहिए

आंसू अब पलकों तलक  आ चले हैं ऐ सनम

घर तो न मिला, रोने के लिए हाथ  तुम्हारा चाहिए

EK CHOTI SI KAHAANI

                              

PART I:

               Ek choti si sachchi kahaani sunaata hoon.

               Kuch aadhi kuch poori sunaata hoon.

              Dur kahin ek choti si riyasat ki rajkumari thhi.

             Bas naazon ki pali dil ki bhali ek kali thhi.

            Mera bhi uss shahar mein jaana hua

            Bass uss ittefaq se ek afsaana hua.

           Duniya aise rishton ko na jaanti na samajhti hai

          Par dilon ki chahaton ke saamne kisi ki kya hasti hai

          Kya nadiyon ke paani kisi raaste ke mohtaaj hote hain.

         Kya savere ki roshni ko kisi ke jaagne ka intezaar hota hai.

         Ramte jogi aur behte paani apni mauj mein chale jaate hain

         kabhi kabhi tarey  bhi zameen par aa jate hain

        usney poocha matlab batao kya hai yeh zindagi

      maine kaha-‘naye sapne jo bun sake,naye raaste jo chun sakey

         vohi zindagi hai zindagi.

          Voh muskuraakar boli-vah,bandagi hai huzoor,meri bandagi

         Par ek din kuch aisa hua.

        Jo naa hona thha vaisa hua.

         Sitam voh dost kuch aisa kar gaya,

Kuch aisa kaha ki mano main jeete ji mar  gaya

Bas dard ke zalzale mein ham kuch aise judaa huey

Na  mil sakenge kabhi dil ko yahi ehsaas huey

Meri to kya kahoon doston,bas yahi kehta hoon-

‘koi na sahe aisa gam bhi.kar na sakey aankhen nam bhi

Saath koi ho na aise.saath kabhi na thhe jaise.’

Socha na thha dosti ka yeh bhi anjaam aayega

Royegi voh aur dil ko merey karaar aayega.

PAR,

Shayar ko kehte suna thha-‘

‘’khush rahe ya udaas rahe,

Zindagi tere aas paas rahe”

Sach hai dost-

Aadmi ke liye zaroori hai,

Koi ummeed koi aas rahe

Maut ko log yun hi badnaam karte hain,takleef to zindagi deti hai,

Nafraton ke naam jo gunaah hain hisaab voh mohabbat leti hai.

Zindagi kuch phir meherbaan hui.voh dikhi aur phir naye sirey se pehchaan hui

Dil ke dard ke bavajood maine us sey kaha

Na koi rakeeb hota hai na koi habeeb hota hai

Jab kudrat ka noor barasta hai,tab kisee ka saath naseeb hota hai.

Tab se ek ummeed si bandh chali hai ki

UMR KE PHOOL SOOKHENGE BIKHAR JAYENGE

KAUN JAANE IN HAWAON MEIN KIDHAR JAYENGE

PAR TASAVURRAT KI TANHAIYON MEIN MEHKENGE CHAND LAMHAAT

JO AAP JAISE DOSTON KI SOHBAT MEIN GUZAR JAYENGE.

KahAANI aage kya mod legi nahi jaanta hoon

kudrat hi raasta dikhaayegi yeh manta hoon.

saath hon ya juda ho jayen gam nahi

jo khoobsoorat pal saath bitaye voh kam nahi

voh kahin duniya mein khush ho yahi dua rahe

zindagi meri bhi iss ehsaas se khushnuma rahe…………

 

PART II:

BAS AAGE KAHAANI KA ANJAAM YEH HUA

USS DOSTI KA KAAM YUN HI TAMAAM HUA

BAKAUL SHAAYAR

“ZINDAGI KI RAHON MEIN RANJO GAM KE MELE HAIN.

VOH HAIN UDHAR TANHA,HAM IDHAR AKELE HAIN.”

AISA KYOON HOTA HAI KI HAM JINHE CHAHTE HAIN UNHEE KO SABSE ZYAADA DUKH DETE HAIN,

AISA KYOON HOTA HAI KI JINKE SAATH HONA CHAHTE HAIN UNHEE SE JUDA HOTE HAIN.

NAZREN BADLI NAZARE BADLE,KASHTI BADLI QANARE BADLE

WAQT BADLA WAQT KE ISHAARE BADLE,MERA YAAR BADLA,DOSTI KE SAHAARE BADLE

BAHUT DIN HUEY MAR GAYA GALIB MAGAR YAAD AATA HAI

VOH HAR EK BAAT PE KEHNA’KI YUN HOTA TO KYA HOTA’

‘HAMKO DUBOYA HONE NE JO NA HOTA TO KYA HOTA’

AAKHRI DO SHABD-

FAISLE KAL BHI TUMHARE THHE,FAISLE AAJ BHI TUMHARE HAIN.

HAM TO KAL BHI HAARE THHE,HAM TO AAJ BHI HAARE HAIN.

 

 

 

                 AUR YEH ENDING NA PASAND AAYI HO TOAH BADAL DETE HAIN!!

 

PART III:  

AAGE KA DOSTON BAS YEH NAZAARA HUA.

HAATH UNKE HAATH MEIN DO DILON KO SAHARA HUA.

GALAT MAT SAMAJHNA DOSTON, DAASTAN YEH MOHABBAT KI NAHIN.

USKE AAGE KA JAZBA HAI YEH NAAM JISKA DOSTI HAI SAHI

KHUSHIYAN KISI KI MOHTAJ NAHIN HOTIN,

DOSTI YUN HI ITTEFAQ SE NAHIN HOTI,

KUCH TO MAYNE HONGE UN PALON KE,

VARNA YUN HI UNSE MULAQAT NAHIN HOTI

ZINDAGI MEIN-

PYAAR SE BADA KOI JAZBAA NAHIN HOTA.

LEKIN DOSTI SE BADA KOI RISHTA NAHIN HOTA

AUR DOSTON,

BHAROSE SE BADA KOI TOHFA NAHIN HOTA

ACHCHI NIYAT AUR BURA WAQT ZYAADA DIN SAATH NAHIN CHALTE.

ISILIYE AAJ TAK HAMAARI DOSTI PAAK HAI ,

WAQT KARLE JO CHAHE SITAM,KOI GAM NAHIN

JAB TAK APNE HAATH MEIN UNKA HAATH HAI.

 

 

TOMBOY LOGS(3):OMEGA ENTRY

Pleasantly surprised to find tomboy on the boulevard beat suddenly.Dont know why or what prompted her to come-but it was pleasant to be sure.Had forgotten my mp3 player all the while she used to frequent the walk.Guess her visit had to do something she sensed in my voice speaking on phone half an hour earlier.Or maybe it was nothing-just my silly imagination[saggis are the most avid fantasisers!]
Many a time one wants to say so much to someone one meets and also to hear a lot.But it never happens.One is unable to say-and the moment passes by.
In my last meeting with the tomboy there was a very interesting talk about WAGs taking MORAL HIGH GROUND in the interaction with their respective partners in course of their relationship-by taking advantages of indiscretions and minor misdemeanors done in the past-and get their way in subsequent issues-"you did that then so I do this now-and you have no business ,no moral authority-to intervene-or simply assume air of injured innocence and kill the other guy with implied guilt-.
FOLKS-WOMEN ESP.-HEAR FROM VOICE OF EXPERIENCE AND A GUY RIDDEN WITH MORAL BULLETS-AND SOMEONE WHO SURRENDERED NOW-IT IS A LOSE ALL SITUATION.MY ERRORS WOULD NOT ADD TO YOUR STATURE.WAlK AWAY IF MY PRESENCE IS SO ABHORRENT-BUT JOINT EMOTIONAL SUICIDE IS DEFINITELY U DO NOT WANT.AND BELIEVE YOU ME THAT IS WHAT U WILL GET.
GET A LIFE WAGs-and a very important recommended read for you-written by a woman-a book by ARIEL LEVY-:"FEMALE CHAUVINIST PIGS"-is the title.And if you want to grow in relationships -read "GAMES PEOPLE PLAY"by ERIC BERNE.
DONT THINK WILL BE MEETING TOMBOY ON MY BEAT ANYMORE-SO signing off these logs folks.Of course will b around.Plenty of other stuff coming up-follow me-and watch this space.
PS:LET ME END ON A INTRIGUING NOTE-AS I make this last entry on these logs ,an uncanny thing happened:saw a PYT in really short shorts on the boulevard at 8.15 in the morning-wonder who she was?-uncanny resemblance to the tomvboy-deja vu in reverse?-who was she?